They feel all the pain that their boy must go throughy.
At home, when he diets, they wish it could stop.
Yet know he must do it to stay on top.
Excuses for losing they will never endure,
Don’t blame the ref, son, because of the score.
The coach, he will show you the best way to move,
Keep working in practice if you want to improve.
At dual meets you’ll see them whispering a prayer,
As their boy must compete with no one else there.
Whatever the outcome, Mom cheers with deep pride,
While Dad, you will notice, stands right by his side.
They’ll drive to a tournament, many miles away;
To witness a son who’s prepared for this day.
Their boy, he has trained, with all of his might,
Having hopes of becoming a champion tonight.
But should he fall short, in his corner you’ll find,
A Mother and a Father, supportive and kind.
They teach that through wrestling he’ll learn about life.
Yes, living is filled with both triumph and strife.
Now if you are searching for people who care,
Just look by a mat, they’ll always be there.
Such love for the sport is truly inherent,
That’s why we salute, The Wrestling Parent!
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